Chapter 1780
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"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the Black Armored Army's camp, outside the kitchen of the Wu Barracks, a soldier was sweating profusely under the setting sun. As he swung his axe again and again, round logs were chopped into halves. The series of actions could be said to be done in one go, clean and neat. It was pleasing to the eye. However, the soldier's words were not so pleasing to the eye!
"Hey! I am the son of a duke. How can I be reduced to chopping firewood in the army? This is so unfair! "
"Xiao Xuan! Xiao Xuan! You're torturing me on purpose! Tonight, when you fall asleep, I'll stuff Bao Lin's footwear at your bedside! Hey! "
"F * ck! How much firewood does the kitchen burn in a day? Is there a need to chop so much? Could it be that the kid just now was pranking me too? "
The person chopping the firewood was Cheng Chumo. After all, this fellow knew martial arts. Chopping firewood was a piece of cake for him. His efficiency was three to four times faster than the average person. Although his movements were smooth and fluid, Cheng Chumo was cursing as he chopped the firewood. He even threatened to prank Li Zexuan at night!
But this fellow was too ignorant. Ever since he entered the army camp, when was he not the first to fall asleep? If he really wanted to prank someone, it would be Li Zexuan pranking him, not Li Zexuan!
"Phew! I'm finally done chopping! "
People who knew martial arts were different. Ordinary people would need more than two hours to chop all the firewood, but Cheng Chumo only used half an hour to chop all the firewood. After he finished chopping, this guy began to organize the pile of firewood in front of him, piling them up into piles.
"There should still be more than an hour before the training ends, right? The food in the kitchen is not ready yet. Where should I go? "
After everything was done, Cheng Chumo couldn't help but feel troubled. At this moment, the soldiers on the training ground were still training. If he were to return to his tent, Li Zexuan might chase him to the training ground to train with the other soldiers. However, if he were to stay in the kitchen, he would have nothing to do. Because the food was not ready yet, he couldn't eat even if he wanted to!
Could it be that he, the son of a duke, had to cook for others?
Cheng Chumo quickly shook his head and threw this terrifying thought out of his mind. Where was the hottest place in the summer? It must be the kitchen! In the kitchen of the Wu Battalion, there were many stoves that were burning firewood at the same time. It was simply not a place for humans!
He couldn't go back to his tent, he couldn't stay in the kitchen. He didn't want to go to the training ground... Even if he wandered around the barracks, he would be punished if he was caught!
"Why don't I hide in the pile of firewood and rest for a while?"
Looking at the neat piles of firewood under the shed, Cheng Chumo suddenly had an idea and an idea came to his mind!
Since he couldn't go anywhere, he might as well hide here and slack off for a while. The cooks in the kitchen still didn't know that he had finished chopping the firewood so quickly. By the time they found out, it would be almost time for dinner. On the other hand, Li Zexuan must still think that he was helping to cook in the kitchen. Naturally, he wouldn't find out that he was slacking off!
This was a good plan that could kill two birds with one stone!
Cheng Chumo couldn't help but praise himself for his cleverness. Then, he walked to the pile of firewood and stood against the wall. Next, he placed a pile of firewood in front of him and beside him. Then, he squatted down and directly leaned against the wall to enjoy the shade!
This pile of firewood was next to the kitchen. There was a shed on top of it. It was ventilated from three sides. At this moment, there was a slight southeast wind blowing. Cheng Chumo didn't feel hot staying inside. Anyway, it was much cooler than the kitchen!
If someone passed by here, they would only see the pile of firewood and wouldn't see a lazy guy slacking off in the pile of firewood!
"Sigh! Finally, I can take a break! "
Cheng Chumo leaned against the wall comfortably, feeling the slight breeze from the gaps of the pile of firewood. His nerves relaxed and for a moment, he actually felt a little sleepy. This afternoon, helping Li Zexuan to make the sandbox had consumed too many of his brain cells. Now that he was relaxed, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight. Then he actually fell asleep in the pile of firewood!
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